Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Jon
Lil Jon
Vocals
Craig Love
Craig Love
Guitar
R.O.B.
R.O.B.
Keyboards
Sean Paul
Sean Paul
Vocals
J-Bo
J-Bo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Songwriter
Sean Paul
Sean Paul
Songwriter
Justin Garner
Justin Garner
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lil Jon
Lil Jon
Producer
John Frye
John Frye
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
They callin' me to back to the streets
Sean P., a.k.a. A Sharp Crease, said it was necessary
These sucker **** out here very scary
They come from the hole they living in the month of February
OK then put a sissy **** on display then
Kick in your door and have my folk them bring them Ks in
I'm still at it, A double T-I-C
It ain't a hoe out there for real who don't know 'bout me
Bitch, I'm for sure with it
Don't make me pop that trunk to the 'Lac, bitch I will go get it
And I ain't selfish, I will let you and your ho feel it
Won't catch me sipping on no Cris and got a cold belly
It's YoungBloodz, A-Town, malt liquor sipping
Coming straight from the gutter
Toe-tag a motherfucker, leave 'em under a cover
Lil John he drop the beat that make you bounce like  rubber
Sean Paul he tote the heat to make you mug them slug (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey)
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey)
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey)
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey)
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
[Verse 3]
I post up, get to it, drink hand in hand
They call me Mr. Herringbone 'cause that's my right-hand man
Old school, straight foolish, like no other indeed
With Lil John it's Youngbloodz, they crunk as can be
Attic Crew 105 that's if you lookin' to rumble
Cock back bust, ain't now I done got yo number
In the club you goin' feel it when it drop this summer
Like rain, we goin' pour and hit you hard like thunder
'Cause in the dirty we them boys that drank you under the table
Where them ****, pimp hoes in fly suits and gators
In my Chevy, so super, I'm the one to call
Just dial 1-800-430 slash alcohol
And dawg, I'm not the one that you really just wanna clown
I'm cool in my way, but shit, still I shut 'em down
And piss on them haters, J-Bo he cuts a fool
In the cut 'bout slizzard somewhere that's how we do (Yeah)
[Verse 4]
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey)
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey)
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey)
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey)
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
[Verse 5]
Out of town, hard heads get swiss cheesed up
And you goin' need more than stitches to patch that leak up
Chump light me up, I'm all TB'd up
With the plush leather guts steady gripping the butt
Oh you for sure with it
I'll pull your pistol, show a **** you ain't ho with it
And I ain't selfish, I will let you and your ho feel it
Talkin' big boy shit
Me muggin' like a motherfucker, my hand on my dick
[Verse 6]
'Cause at a grip we keep it jumpin' like it ain't nothin' new
We started off with shake 'em off, so look up now. oh guess who
It's them boys from them bottom who took you down 85
And hit you with that U-ie,  so look here, don't be surprised
We buckin', blowin', chillin' and sippin' on something good
I'm peeping' out the scenery, wishing a **** would
In case it just might pop, I'm 'bout ready to lock and load
To take you to the South to show you how throw them bows (Yeah)
[Verse 7]
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey)
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey)
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey)
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey)
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit (Yeah)
[Verse 8]
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey)
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey)
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey)
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey)
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit (Hey)
Written by: Cedric Leonard, Craig Love, Jeffrey Grigsby, Jonathan Smith, Ray Grigsby, Robert McDowell, Sean Paul Joseph
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